The Strongest Beast Tamer - 134 Bone of Death

The group continued their search through the temple, it’s large white halls stretched far and wide, the pillars gave off a bone like texture as they pierced the hard ground. Even though the temple was shrouded in darkness the bones gave off light. Lachlan had already analysed them and found that although it was little, the amount of light it gives off is dependent on how strong the beasts’ were.

So like they suspected, the pillars were made entirely of bones. Not all the same, but just a random mixture that the dragon created as he threw things together.

They walked deeper into the temple, that’s where they found the thing they wanted the most. It was the dragon’s treasury. And although the group didn’t know how he did it, the dragon managed to collect a huge amount of gold, silver, jewels, and many other precious items.

“Damn, this dragon was a hoarder,” Simon remarked with surprise.

“Well if my knowledge of dragons is correct then they were known to be gathered precious items; not for their value but apparently due to them giving off a sparkle which caught the dragon’s eye,” Joe said as he hit them with a fact. Although none of them was certain whether or not he was actually correct.

“Huh, I reckon this dragon had another habit, which was picking up piles of bones as well,” Chloe said as she walked around the corner, she had stopped in her tracks as her eyes widened. The group noticed and swiftly rushed over; when they walked into the side room they were all amazed.

In the centre was a single piece of bone, 2 metres in length that gave off a purple glow. In the surroundings however, there were bones on top of bones. Some were small, some were humongous. But everyone knew one thing, the one bone in the very centre was the most important.

Lachlan especially.

‘Analyse’

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Name: Bone of Death

Description: Is able to raise up to five undead soldiers dependent on the user’s personal strength. User is determined by forming a bone pact with the Bone of Death.

Location: Where the shroud of death lays.

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Unlike the other bones which might have a bit of durability to them, some might be pointy or sharp. This bone possessed a whole other ability, not to mention the fact that it seemed rather sharp.

However, due to the bone’s thin shape, Lachlan didn’t think it would be too durable. Although, it could be used as a spear, lance and maybe if it doesn’t lose its abilities it can be broken apart into daggers.

Lachlan turned to the others and briefed them of the bone’s abilities. They now have to decide on who gets it, although when Lachlan talked about the method of how to control it they were left at an impasse. None of them knew what a bone pact was.

‘Hey Aaron, any chance you know what a bone pact is?’ Lachlan asked. Although he wasn’t confident, considering that fact that Aaron’s world was full of magic he might know something that could help them.

‘Well, I’ve heard of a practice like that in my home world. It would usually involve the bone of a strong beast paired with a human capable of wielding that strength. The human would cover the bone in their blood from top to bottom, as for whether or not the pact is formed, that’s decided by the bone’ Aaron replied back swiftly.

‘Decided by the bone?’ Lachlan asked in confusion.

‘Indeed, usually when the bone is from a strong beast there may be remnants of the beast’s soul or will in the bone and therefore it decides who to form a pact with. Once the pact is formed it’ll choose a suitable bone in the body to merge with and it’ll be done’ Aaron explained.

Lachlan nodded and turned to the others. “Alright, so I think I have an idea but we’re going to have to decide on who gets the bone. Since it doesn’t increase my willpower I won’t take it, but it will increase your strength.”

Lachlan then briefed them with a quick summary of what to do to possibly form a bone pact. They all looked at each and pulled out their hands, they clenched them and placed it on their other extended out hand.

“Rock, paper, scissors!” All of them shouted as they threw out what they had. And surprising, from that one shot there was only one winner, everyone else had chosen rock while one person chose differently.

“Haha, I win!” Simon shouted loudly as though it was his first victory in years. He held his hand up in victory as he looked towards the others. “Well, I suppose I’ll be taking that bone then.”

He walked over to the bone and grabbed hold of it. The ground beneath him lit up abruptly, giving the group a bit of a fright. Letters of an unknown language began appearing, they started sliding onto Simon’s skin and moving around.

‘Aaron, when performing a bone pact should there be a bunch of glowing letters sliding across the body?’ Lachlan asked.

‘Well yes, that’s the first half of the pact, the second part is the instalment of the bone. That part usually sends the person receiving the bone in a lot of pain, since usually, the bone will choose somewhere important in your body to place itself. For example, the rib cage or the spine, the sudden increase in bone size and strength forces the body to quickly adapt’ Aaron explained joyfully.

“Ah!” Simon began to scream as he collapsed to the floor, his body twitching and squirming as his muscles were all tensed up. The Bone of Death had disappeared, there was something glowing purple beneath his skin, moving around until it reached Simon’s neck.

Simon continued to scream but this time he was holding onto his neck tightly, veins were popping out of his skin as he was sent into cold sweats. Simon was gritting his teeth hard as he now began rolling around on the ground.

Chloe walked up to him and whipped out a bottle of water for when he stops screaming. They wait patiently for a few minutes and finally, he stops, the purple glow that was moving his neck had stopped and vanished. Simon looked around as he took deep breaths.

“Ouch, what the hell was up with that?” Simon complained as he laid back down, relaxing on the cold, hard bone floor.

“Well, it seems you’ve successfully merged with the bone, now try it out,” Lachlan said with a bit of excitement. He wanted to see how useful it really was, at least he wanted to know the max limit of it.

Simon nodded and closed his eyes. The group was unsure of what he was doing but none of them knew how to actually activate the bone of death so they couldn’t talk. However, when his neck glowed purple they knew he did it.

Some of the bones surrounding them began to rattle together, getting dragged across the ground as they slowly began to create something. It took a minute or so but after a majority of the bones were used four beasts stood around them.

They were four wolves, they had a purple flame in their eyes. The rest of their body had nothing on it, no flesh, no blood, just bones. Lachlan quickly analysed them to see how strong they were.

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Name: Skeleton Wolf

Age: Adult

Attribute: Bone

Grade: Normal

STR: 44, AGI: 45, VIT: 10

INT: 15, PER: 14, WIL: 30

Weakness: No Intelligence, Blunt Attacks, Neck Bones

Strengths: Leg Strength (Level 3), Bone Defence (Leve 4)

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Lachlan looked at the stats and knew that it was half of Simon’s. Well, almost half. It also seemed the Skeleton Wolf had its own stats for vitality and willpower, however, everything else is half of Simon’s stat.

Lachlan looked at it and understood that since it’s already dead it doesn’t have an innate talent or level. But there was one thing that offset him, the fact that the wolf has a grade. Which meant that it could evolve.

Unfortunately, Lachlan couldn’t tell what it was able to evolve into. He would search for something to tame, as for whether or not Lachlan would go to Aaron’s world for it; that, he wasn’t so sure about. The dangers might outweigh the rewards.

“So how do you feel right now Simon?” Chloe asked while she looked closer at Simon’s neck. The purple glow had vanished again.

“I don’t know how to explain it, I feel as though I’m in control of more than one body. It’s as though my body grew a massive number of extra limbs, I don’t exactly know how to control them yet,” Simon explained what he was feeling while looking at the wolves.

One of the wolves lifted up its claw and Simon’s eyes sparkled, he then looked towards another wolf and it to, lifted up its paw. The two of them slammed their boney paw down, the strength behind it slightly cracked the ground. Simon turned to the others and uttered, “I think I know what I’m doing now.”

The wolf behind him suddenly lifted up its paw and swung downwards, it slammed into Simon who wasn’t expecting it. He was attempting to control the wolf in front of him, but it seems he messed up.

Simon crashed into the wall and shouted. “Shit! Goddamn it!”

“Good job, seems you have some great control there,” Joe joked as he put a thumbs up with a bright smile. The others laughed before going over to help Simon out. But when they went over to the wall they noticed Simon wasn’t there, it was just a hole.

Whatever was on the other side was dark, they couldn’t see a single thing in there. Lachlan held out his hand and formed a ball of fire, he pushed it slightly and it began floating through the hole, lighting up the room.

They saw Simon laying there, looking up in confusion, there were two blinking red dots that were looking back. Simon though it was a beast and swiftly summoned Wildfire, but it was no beast, rather, it was two jewels.

Lachlan set off a few more fire balls, Joe joined in as well. The room was nicely lit and the group’s eyes widened with surprise from what they saw. The room’s walls were lined with carvings, and at the top was a dragon’s head, the two jewels were being used for its eyes.

“Do you think that dragon did it?” Simon asked doubtfully.

“Well, maybe this temple wasn’t built here,” Lachlan suggested. “We did just find out about spatial gates, and the dragon seemed to know a bit about them. It’s highly probably that the dragon came through the gate, possibly with this temple with it.”

“Or maybe someone else came through the gate with it,” Chloe suggested. The group felt a shiver go up their spines as they swiftly looked around for anyone or anything. They went across the walls, searching for a possible secret entrance.

Lachlan thought of something and looked up towards the dragon head. The cieling was roughly 4 metres tall so he didn’t think it could be possible, but he may as well try anyway. He leaped up and grabbed hold of the head, twisting his body in a fluid like motion the dragon’s head turned.

The jewels lit up red, the carvings began to gain colour and move, the group’s vision began to fade away into darkness. When they opened their eyes again they realised they were in another world. Some of them squatted down to touch the grass but their fingers passed through it.

“Long Ago, in the ancient kingdom of Verson lived a powerful and greedy king”

A voice echoed through their souls, their vision faded again as they were brought somewhere else. It was a throne room, a king was sitting there with his legs crossed, he was a equiped with a powerful set of armour. To his sides were his subordinates, the other nobles that follow his orders.

Simon looked to the others whose faces were just as shocked. “Do you think this is some type of recording?”

“What do you mean think, look at it, it obviously is some type of recording. That dragon head that Lachlan twisted was probably the start button,” Chloe replied as her eyes were glued onto what was happening in front of her.

Simon shut up and continued to watch as well, it was a unique sensation. They were able to move around.

“The king ordered that his subordinates capture the dragon and bring it back for him to tame”

The voice echoed out again. The group’s vision darkened again as they were brought into an entirely new scene, the nobles that were with the king were now standing in front of a cave, clearly hesitant.

“However, the king never expected that his wish would be granted, only in a way that he never wanted”

The scene changed and a dragon was seen above a large city, undead were roaring and rumpaging around, killing everyone. The group noticed that among those undead were the nobles, they had been slained and turned into the dragon’s minions.

“The king was anger with what happened, he fought with the dragon for two days and one night”

An array of colours surrounded the group as they saw that same king fighting against the dragon, its large claws reflecting the king’s blade and piercing the king’s armour.

“In a moment of desperation the king used his final resort, a move that would end both himself and the enemy”

The next scene showed the group the king and dragon lying on the ground, their bodies filled with holes that pierced through their vital spots.

“However, the king never would have expect that the dragon too, had a life saving card”

It showed the dragon slowly changing, its fleshing began to fall off as a purple flame lit its eyes up. The dragon roared ferociously, the king’s body beganto change as well, the flesh, muscles, and blood began to fall off. The people nearby noticed something off, some had thought the king had managed to come back to life. Which isn’t entirely wrong, just not right either.

“The king’s skeleton began to kill and slaughter the very people it swore to protect; the slaughter continued until every person was dead”

“The dragon took over a small mansion and altered it with the help of its minions, including myself, who was forced to create these carvings”

The scene changed one final time, to the very room they’re in, where a small skeleton could be seen carving against the wall.

“To the one that sees this recording, thank you, for killing the dragon”

They felt their bodies lighten as they were brought back to that same room. The red light disappeared, the jewels in the dragon’s eyes shattered. One side of the wall crumbled further, revealing a small hole where a fully clothed skeleton was seen, leaning against the dirt with its head slumped down.

Lachlan attempted to analysed it but all it came up with was a description for the bones.

Georgia walked up to it braverly and checked it out up close, she took hold of a small note in the skeleton’s pocket, it was made of some type of hide.

“To my dearest son, your father is going to bring you something grand for your tame, a dragon. From, the king,” Georgia read out the note slowly and her eyes widened with surprise.

“Damn,” Joe uttered faintly.